When I opened the door, the smell of potion in the room made Liang Bo frown in discomfort.

The bloodless Sun Xiaoran sat quietly on the head of the bed, like a mummy, motionless.

He walked up to her coldly, his eyes full of oppression staring at her, full of anger.

"My vicious woman, now you are so cruel that you use this trick to get me to your side, right? Congratulations, your goal has been achieved..." His fingers pinched her chin hard, looked at her pale face, gritted her teeth.

Sun Xiaoran felt ache in his heart, and he snorted coldly, looking at him, his eyes empty without any focal length: "Ha... in your heart, am I such a vicious person...?"

"Otherwise, what kind of person are you? Can normal people do something like this?"

The contempt and disdain in his eyes were like a pair of cold hands, tearing her heart into two, and blood flowed.

"Master Bo, is it a guilty to love someone?" At this point, she couldn't help but red her eyes.

She just loves him too much, she just wants to get the man she loves, is she wrong?

"Loving someone is not sinful, but if you mix conspiracies and tricks in love, it is unforgivable!"

"Ha...ha...ha..." She smiled bitterly.

There is no conspiracy in love, isn’t there in Qiao Weiwei’s love?

Judging from her appearance, he felt the most.

He let go of her coldly and quickly turned around and left.

Looking at his back, a pair of misty eyes gradually locked, and his hands clenched into fists: "Jiao Weiwei, I hate you!"

It doesn't count the man she loves the most, but now it has taken the life of her child.

Picking up her cell phone, she called Qiao Weiwei directly.

On the side of the phone, Qiao Weiwei was sitting in front of the dressing table and drawing her thrush in front of the mirror. When she heard the vibrating sound of her phone, she answered the phone directly without seeing who it was.

"Miss Qiao, my child is gone now, are you happy?"

"Congratulations, it should have disappeared long ago..." Qiao Weiwei smiled slightly, holding an eyebrow pencil in one hand and carefully describing it on her eyebrows, and holding a mobile phone in the other hand, saying.

The pain of the enemy is her Qiao Weiwei's happiness!

"It's you, right..."

"Yes, it's me, what do you want? I want my life again?" Qiao Weiwei threw the eyebrow pencil aside, her legs overlapped gracefully, and looked at her sneered face in the mirror and asked.

"Jiao Weiwei, you are so cruel!"

Hearing this sentence, Qiao Weiwei smiled.

Which of them is more cruel?

"As the saying goes, if someone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone offends me, I will offend twice as much." As she said that, she calmly picked up the paint, dripped it into some loose powder, and brushed it carefully on her face.

"you……"

"I have shown mercy to you and I, thank me, at least I have saved a life for you." After that, Qiao Weiwei hung up and put her phone aside.

"If you feel happy, clap your hands; if you feel happy, clap your hands~~" Qiao Weiwei continued to humming the song while continuing to brush her face with pink.

Today, she was in a surprisingly good mood.

"Dududu..." Not long after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again.

She glanced at it and saw that the caller was Liang Bo, so she picked it up directly.

"Hey, Mr. Bo."

"Come here for lunch with me at noon."

"Ok...where to eat?" she smiled.

“My office.”

"Okay..." After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

Seeing that it was almost noon, she decided not to go to the company first and then go there later after having dinner with Liang Bo.

After two hours of playing games at home, she drove to Liangshi Group in a car.

Pushing open the door of the president's office, the smell of food that came to her nose made her mouth full of hungry saliva.

She glanced at the delicious food on the coffee table, then stood there and looked at him sitting in front of the coffee table and focused on the newspaper.

He sat there quietly, his temperament was indifferent and extraordinary, like an exquisite painting from a first-class painter.

"Come here!" He put down the newspaper, waved his hand at her, and said.

She came back to her senses, regained her noble and cold look, walked to him, took off her coat and threw it on the sofa opposite her, sat down, and said, "Why don't you eat first?"

"How can I eat if you don't come?" He played with his body, gracefully picked up a pair of chopsticks, put them in her hand, with endless doting in his eyes.

"You are so sweet, I'll give you a piece of fried meat." As she said that, she picked up a piece of fried meat and sent it to his lips.

He opened his mouth and took the meat she sent to her mouth and ate it gracefully.

One hand stubbornly clamped the softness in front of her.

After being rubbed by him, she was instantly panicked again. The chopsticks were mercilessly placed on the back of his smooth and white hands and said, "Can you still have a happy meal..."

He felt pain, withdrew his hand and looked at her with a smile: "Can you still touch your chest happily?"

"..." She looked dark and picked up a chopstick of vegetables and ate them gracefully and quickly.

"Eat more meat and grow some meat, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to hold it. And you will feel too thin and feel insecure in the bed." He picked up a piece of meat and sent it to her mouth, saying.

"Why don't you feel safe?"

"I'm afraid that you will accidentally break up your little body.

“…”

At the moment of food, she was so hungry that she didn't give up her mouth. She picked up a small bowl full of rice and ate the rice quickly.

Seeing how delicious she was eating, his appetite was easily aroused, so he didn't say anything more and picked up a dumpling and ate it slowly.

After eating and drinking, Qiao Weiwei reached out to take out the cigarette and lighter in her cold pants pocket, and leaned against the sofa and smoked the cigarette.

Liang Bo slowly put down the remaining half of the juice in his hand, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, took the cigarette from her mouth, and took a sip.

"Why are you so annoying? You can't order it yourself. This is mine. You give me back..."

"Okay, I'll give you back..." As he said that, he took a deep breath of cigarettes again, stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and pressed his four lips against each other, directly spitting all the smoke in his mouth into her mouth.

"Ahem...you want to choke me to death." She pushed him away with a light cough, her face full of anger.

"Didn't you tell me to return it to you?" He continued to tease her, and gracefully flicked the ashes into the ashtray.

"..." After cursing him in her heart countless times, she directly lit a cigarette and sat shoulder to shoulder with him and sucked the clouds and mist.

"Woman..." His expression suddenly became serious in the smoke.

"Hmm? What do you want to say?" She rubbed against him again, and the smoke in her mouth poured into his stunning face.

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Today, Sun Xiaoran was severely abused. Is it true? I felt so happy that I raised my hand, hehe~~~

I have updated one chapter today, and a total of four chapters have been updated. Thank you very much for your monthly tickets and gifts, Momoda.
Chapter completed!